Wherever men do things, other men will arise who will explain to them how things should be done.

Civilization begins with order, grows with liberty, and dies with chaos.

The most interesting thing in the world is another human being who wonders, suffers and raises the questions that have bothered him to the last day of his life, knowing he will never get the answers.

There is hardly an absurdity of the past that cannot be found flourishing somewhere in the present.

All that is good in our history is gathered in libraries. At this moment, Plato is down there at the library waiting for us. So is Aristotle. Spinoza is there and so is Kats. Shelly and Byron adn Sam Johnson are there waiting to tell us their magnificent stories. All you have to do is walk in the library door and the great company open their arms to you. They are so happy to see you that they come out with you into the street and to your home. And they do what hardly any friend will-- they are silent when you wish to think.

So the story of man runs in a dreary circle, because he is not yet master of the earth that holds him.

Freedom and equality are naturan born enemies.